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Chapter 3

The soft morning sun rose on her face through the window. She stirred gently and rolled over,
semi-conscious, towards his side of the bed.

Empty.

She reached out her hand, only to have her thoughts reiterated when she felt her fingertips rest softly upon the cool bed sheet and not on his warm skin. Her eyes opened slowly and remained squinted as her pupils adjusted to the light flooding into the room. She noticed a piece of paper folded perfectly laying just a few inches from her hand. She stretched out her fingers and took hold of the paper, then rolled over onto her back. She opened it and let her eyes drift over the delicate handwriting...

“Words can’t explain how I felt last night. Please give me a little time to consolidate my thoughts, then I will tell you. I promise.
In the meantime, I am making breakfast for you. Please remain safe and warm in bed. I will be back soon.

All my love
xxxx
p.s – Check for bruises”

She smiled to herself and let out a little giggle. He liked to interact a little bit with some of his previous acting roles, and this was a well known character which they both enjoyed. She obviously had no reason to check her body for bruises – he would never hurt her – but she appreciated the remark and understood the underlying meaning.

She quickly hopped out of bed and went to the bathroom. She cleaned up the mess from the previous night, then used the toilet. She took a glance at herself in the mirror and ran her fingers through her hair giving it some lift and body. It fell lightly down her back.

 She exited the bathroom and was greeted by a beautiful vision. He was there, sitting on the bed, wearing an old v-neck grey tshirt and a pair of black boxer shorts. His hair was more messy than usual and was slightly greasy. He had a small amount of stubble growing on his face, but still, to her, he looked stunning. There was a tray of food next to him, and 2 mugs of steaming tea on the table next to the bed.

His grin was electric as they made eye contact for the first time that morning. He flashed his perfect teeth at her briefly, and then motioned for her to join him on the bed. She climbed on to the bed next to him and looked at the breakfast he had on offer.

“This looks amazing” she said as she felt the bacon smell drift up her nose.

You look amazing” he answered as he gently placed his hands on her face and leaned his head in towards her. He pressed his lips softly against hers and closed his eyes. She felt butterflies return to her stomach, like they did every time he gave her a kiss like this. She knew where it was heading, and she wasn’t going to complain.

His mouth opened slightly and his tongue pressed against her lips, asking seductively to be let in. She obliged and they shared a very passionate, full on kiss, both of them exploring the other’s mouth. He was always in control, and she knew that.

Eventually, he pulled back and broke the kiss. He let out a little groan to show he approved of the ordeal but was reluctant to stop.

“Don’t know about you, but I’m so hungry after last night” he spoke softly, his musical voice echoing through her mind. He reached out and took a slice of toast from the breakfast tray and took a bite. He then continued to explain to her everything he had cooked.

“We have bacon, scrambled eggs, 2 sausages each, baked beans, tomatoes and mushrooms. I took the stalks out of your mushrooms for you aswell” he smiled.

“Thankyou” she whispered as she took her plate and began to eat. He took his plate and began to eat too.

Ten minutes passed as they ate in silence. Both of them were ravenous after the night before and needed to increase their energy again. The breakfast served its purpose, as he finished first and lay his plate on the floor and drank his tea. She lay her empty plate on top of his on the floor and rested back on the bed, rubbing her stomach.

“Urrghh.....I ate wayyyy too much” she stated as she felt her stomach bloating.

“Ha, typical girl” he laughed as he put his mug of tea down and looked at her.

His eyes were dark, full of love and desire. She knew what that meant.

“I have energy now” he quirked, as he mounted her body and placed a delicate kiss upon her nose.
“Let me love you?” he asked as his hand rested on the inside of her thigh and gently pushed her legs apart.

Chapter 2


Chapter 2

“Are you trying to seduce me?” she whispered with a giggle as she gazed into his eyes.

“I’m trying” he answered, his voice broken. His eyes sparkled as he shifted his weight a little so he was laying on his side. He rested his head up against his hand so he was propped up and looking at her.

He gently placed his free hand on her naked tummy.  His fingertips traced downwards and slid down the inside of her left thigh.

“Do you trust me?” He asked lightly as his lips found her ear and began to kiss it.

Her mind was going into over drive. The touch of his lips against her ear sent her hormones pulsing through her bloodstream. She felt her heartbeat quicken even more and a deep sense of heat rush through her bones. Was this love?

“Yes” was all she managed to answer. Her voice was barely a whisper, but just loud enough for him to hear as he gently removed the remains of her underwear.

“You must tell me to stop if it’s uncomfortable or painful for you ok?” He told her while his lips moved from her ear to her lips. He pressed his lips against hers, softly at first then with a little force behind them. He felt her head nod gently in reply to his last statement and he then knew that he had the green light. His body moved very slowly, although it was obvious that each move had been previously planned. It was as if this moment had been replayed over and over in his mind for the past few months, as if he had desired this since their first date.

His hands softly pushed open her legs and his body followed so he was positioned inbetween them. His slender hips fit perfectly. She smiled as his hands pressed either side of her head against the pillow and levelled and supported his body so that was he was placing no extra weight up her.

He pressed his lips once more gently to hers and they shared a passionate kiss before he entered her.  She closed her eyes and gasped slightly, and then her breathing stopped completely. He looked down at her and saw her biting her bottom lip to cover up the slight pain she was experiencing. His hips stopped moving and he gave her body a few minutes to adjust to him and his intrusion before continuing.

The sex was very passionate. His rhythm fit perfectly in time with her and he made sure to keep it gentle and loving. There was not one moment where his hands weren’t touching her, keeping her relaxed and comfortable. His lips often scraped softly down her neck and his hips kept their slender motion. He was a quiet lover; the only sounds heard were his deep, slow, controlled breathing, and the delicate sound of skin moving against the bed sheets. He took her to climax first then let out a soft groan when he reached his own climax. He held his body still so she could experience it with him before placing a sweet kiss upon her forehead.

“I....I....umpphh” was all she managed to say as she felt him pull himself out and lay on his back next to her in the bed. He lifted up his arm, inviting her to snuggle herself into the side of his body. She obliged and rested her head on his naked chest.

“Shhhh. You don’t have to talk now” He spoke softly as his hand stroked through her sweat damp hair.  “Just sleep if you need to”

They laid together in bed, with the moon shining in through the window. He smiled, feeling content with his emotions and performance. He looked at the angelic form next to him, watching as she drifted to sleep, in sublime satisfaction and totally in love.

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She sat on the bed and wondered if he was as nervous as she was, but as he turned off the bathroom light and came into the bedroom he showed no anxiety about the plans which were about to unfold. He smiled that crooked smile and ran his hand through his hair. She smiled to herself.


 “So he is nervous” she thought as she watched him repeat this action a second time. It was the only sign to his nervousness.

He moved over to the dressing table but didn’t look at himself in the mirror. He simply removed his watch and placed it on the table next to her beauty products. Her breathing was slow and steady as she watched him move towards the side of the bed where she sat. He looked down at her; his eyes seemingly full of lust but with a deep sense of desire. He placed his hands on the buttons of his shirt and slowly started to unbutton them, starting from the top and working his way down. She watched, feverishly, as her eyes followed the movements of his hands. Her breathing became faster as he completed his button task and he lightly pushed open his shirt to expose his upper body.

Without saying a word, he reached down and took her hands in his, then brought them forward to rest them on his soft chest. She stroked the skin and the light dust of hair which lay there and looked up to see him smile.

He then moved forwards and pushed her body back so she was laying on the bed. He got on the bed too, and kneeled with each leg beside her body.

“I won’t hurt you” he whispered lightly before gently stroking her hair between his fingers. He then softly slid both hands underneath her torso and moved her body to a right angle, along with his, so that they were now perfectly placed on the bed. He cradled her head and lay it down onto the pillow which was now below her. Her hands now reached up toward his shoulders, and delicately pushed the shirt off. It fell behind him, onto the bed with a soft crumple.

With his legs still kneeling either side of her, he placed his hands underneath her t-shirt and rested them on her tummy. She felt her muscles contract as she felt the coldness of his fingertips trace round her belly button. He moved his hands up, higher still, until he reached her bra. His hands lightly shifted around her back and she arched her body slightly so he could reach round. He unfastened the clasp effortlessly then took hold of the item and removed it from under her t-shirt. He reached behind him to grab his shirt and tossed it to the floor with the bra.

The rest of their offending clothes items were removed in similar ways, with him taking every care and attention to the contours of her body. He kissed her neck softly after he had removed everything but her pants, then finally removed his own jeans.

“Hop under the covers princess” he murmured as he held back the duvet and helped her reposition herself. He slid in next to her and lay silently by her side. He reached over and turned down the lights on the dimmer switch. Their eyes adjusted to the new light and she then understood why he had left the curtains open. The moon shone brightly into the bedroom, making the surrounding stars glisten in it’s beauty. She saw the reflection on his face as he gently stroked his fingertips over her cheekbone. He spoke innocently...

Before you, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason. And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything."

“Are you trying to seduce me?” she whispered as she gazed into his eyes.